'' She's a mess of gorgeous chaos. You can see it in her eyes. Pasted smile, nervous laugh, a tangled web of truth and lies. Her heart, once made of gold and glass, has now tranformed to stone the once bright and sparkling eyes. She feels depressed and without love, for those who'd loved had left her smile now gone. Distant accquaintances replace the boy no longer there, friends no longer listen and don't pretend to care. She strives to find an answer for the longings ignored. But not enough to wish for the guy she once adored. Her once contagious laughter now scoffed bitter and cold, her once outrageous humor no longer stands so bold. She can't help but keep wondering why she'll never make the cut, she can't help but keep wondering what doors remain un-shut. He'll never know how much she cares or what he made her feel. She'll never know how he faked it all and none of it was real. She's a mess of gorgeous chaos...You can see that in her eyes..... ''
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